if you try and chase the sun you're never gonna catch it
Vesper huffs a quiet laugh, smoke curling from his lips as he watches Jack reclaim the cigarette. "Oh, no argument here," he says, raking a hand back through his hair until it’s a tousled halo of curls and sweat. "I’d take Safrin’s divine wrath over Nova’s glitter-fuelled chaos any day."
He exhales, casting his eyes toward the stars just starting to blink into view overhead. "Chains that could hold her?" He clicks his tongue. "Ain’t been forged yet. But maybe I can keep her distracted with sparkly shit and a sugar high." His smirk turns rueful as a moment of quiet slips between them, the surf murmuring low and steady in the distance, and the wind—Jack’s wind—still carrying the scent of salt and spent adrenaline.
Then Vesper shifts, letting the shadows pull in tighter around his boots. "Speakin’ of the chaos twins," he murmurs, glancing toward the path winding back toward Haulani. "I oughta head home before they start plasterin’ my face on milk cartons."
He doesn’t linger for a goodbye, not really his style (and not Jack's, either), but there’s a flicker of something like fondness in the glance he tosses over his shoulder.
~FIN
He exhales, casting his eyes toward the stars just starting to blink into view overhead. "Chains that could hold her?" He clicks his tongue. "Ain’t been forged yet. But maybe I can keep her distracted with sparkly shit and a sugar high." His smirk turns rueful as a moment of quiet slips between them, the surf murmuring low and steady in the distance, and the wind—Jack’s wind—still carrying the scent of salt and spent adrenaline.
Then Vesper shifts, letting the shadows pull in tighter around his boots. "Speakin’ of the chaos twins," he murmurs, glancing toward the path winding back toward Haulani. "I oughta head home before they start plasterin’ my face on milk cartons."
He doesn’t linger for a goodbye, not really his style (and not Jack's, either), but there’s a flicker of something like fondness in the glance he tosses over his shoulder.
~FIN
And now it's turning out to be the worst of my bad habits
